Sometimes I have to look at your pictures.

I wonder what you look like now

Right now

laying on your side in the middle of your bed, eyes closed

greasy hair

shirt off, boxers

arm outstretched

blankets rippled

alone, or maybe not

i like to think you are.

Not that I'm alone all the time

Because I haven't been alone this whole time

But I feel so alone in those times

Or I remember how alone I am

Without you

I've been too far for too long

I long to come back to this planet

and live in your world again

wasting the summer away

waiting for you all day

then going out at night

and coming back to your bed

so we could be alone

now you're alone

and you do all the same things without me

And I try to make do

Without you